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Amber Ryan
« on: February 05, 2017, 10:28:05 AM »
CHARACTER INFORMATION

NAME: Amber Jaye Ryan
NICKNAME: 'Distorted Angel', 'Red', 'Painted Hurricane'
DATE OF BIRTH: 19.06.1988
PROFESSIONAL DEBUT: 2008/2009
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: 142lbs
BILLED FROM: Atlantic City, NJ
WRESTLING STYLE: Brawler/Striker
ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral
ENTRANCE MUSIC: "Sex Metal Barbie"- In This Moment
PICBASE: Jenae Noonan
TWITTER HANDLE: @Angeldistortion



PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION

Apathetic dirty boxing former carny now professional in-ring pain in the ass.

Has a strong tendency to get in over her head although would never admit so unless truly inescapably desperate, with a face that could stop traffic and a mouth that’d tell them all the ways they could fuck off.
Unpredictable, unorthodox and certifiably fearless with a hyper perceptive view of the world, which can make her incredibly ignorant of her own well being (physically and mentally).

Kill or be killed.



APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION

Naturally auburn hair, sometimes dyed a darker red. Amber’s piercing eyes don’t fall definitively on the side of blue or green but an equal mix of somewhere in between. Many think of her as good looking but she’s far from vain and dislikes having to go out of her way to ‘look nice’.

Multitude of scars in varying degrees of faded, mostly on her upper back from ultraviolence bouts that have come to define parts of her career. Heavily taped right shoulder, a persistent injury issue she refuses to have seen to. Always wearing odd converse sneakers.

In ring- no elbow or knee pads for the fact they reduce the potency of strikes. Generally cargo pants or loose, distressed jeans and a mostly black t-shirts ( with/or hoodie or tank top dependent on the weather) with merch logoing, bands or general graphics (in varying states of wear). Worn motorcycle jacket with heavy wear on the upper right arm.



REGULAR ENTRANCE DESCRIPTION

It’s the tinkling of the eerie music box that brings the lights down, the crowd murmuring with anticipation, as slowly and silently the big screens seems to crack one by one.
Shadows lurk curiously, distorted by the cracks as an almost mechanical synth leads into the stutter of heavy guitar.

Red lights pulse in time as the lights flicker erratically casting light and dark chaotically, the mechanical synth returns as a female silhouette materializes amid the pulsating red and dark to a mixed reaction. Most cheer in appreciation of the show that they’re about to witness but many jeer due to her previous affiliations and general devil-just-doesn't-give-a-fuck attitude.

Maria Brink’s almost taunting, sarcastic lyrics lead the ‘Distorted Angel’ down as fans look for acknowledgement, extending hands and waving signs but most recieve little more than a sharp nod or sly wink for their efforts.
She circles the ring, messing with whichever ring crew and staff that happen to be within vicinity before methodically and deliberately sliding beneath the bottom rope and crossing to one of the far corners.

“Baby go ahead
I'll be your hatred and your pain
This is killing us all
I don't care if I fall
We're the dying, we are the damned”

Climbing the turnbuckle left handed, she watches out over the crowd to gauge the reaction, returning the mixed reaction with an acknowledging nod of her own before somewhat turning awkwardly on the spot and taking a seat upon the top turnbuckle.

“I know I don't belong in this scene
Sex metal barbie, homicidal queen.”

With hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees- that familiar Distorted Angel smirk ever present across her face as she waits for the fun to really begin.



CHAMPION ENTRANCE DESCRIPTION


It’s the tinkling of the eerie music box that brings the lights down, the crowd murmuring with anticipation, as slowly and silently the big screens seems to crack one by one.
Shadows lurk curiously, distorted by the cracks as an almost mechanical synth leads into the stutter of heavy guitar.

Red lights pulse in time as the lights flicker erratically casting light and dark chaotically, the mechanical synth returns as a female silhouette almost materializes atop the aisle drawing a mixed reaction from the crowd. With her back to the ring, the reflection of the title belt reflects the erratic lights as it drapes over the back of her shoulder.
Walking backwards, she finally turns around halfway down the ramp with the title slung over the back of her shoulder, holding the edge of the strap as she deliberately takes her time.

“Baby go ahead
I'll be your hatred and your pain
This is killing us all
I don't care if I fall
We're the dying, we are the damned”

A few fans extend hands trying to get a touch of the belt as it bounces against her back. Circling the ring, messing with whichever ring crew and staff that happen to be within vicinity, she slips the belt off her shoulder and slides it haphazardly beneath the rope before methodically and deliberately sliding beneath the bottom rope after it.

“I know I don't belong in this scene
Sex metal barbie, homicidal queen.”

Scooping the title up along her path, allowing it to drape back over the back of her shoulder she climbs the turnbuckle left handed before turning and giving the crowd her back and a cheeky smirk over her opposite shoulder. Taking a seat upon the top turnbuckle, she pulls the title belt back to the front of her shoulder allowing her elbows to rest on her knees. That familiar Distorted Angel smirk ever present across her features.




MOVESET

STANDING
- Ambidextrous dirty boxing strikes (knees, elbows, backfist etc, feints and dodges all with unusual/unorthodox footwork that is very difficult to predict)
-Snapmare driver
- Yakuza kick
- Running knee to downed corner opponent
- Facebreaker DDT
- Hurracanrana driver
- Varied arm drags (used only with her left)
- Rebound clothesline
- Enziguri
- Tilt-a-whirl headscissors takedown
- Corkscrew neckbreaker
- Red/blood mist/fire/tacks (or combination of behind the refs back or in no disqualification circumstances)

GROUND
- Cross armbreaker
- Muta lock
- Dragon sleeper
- Vicious strikes (both hands although favouring left as matches progress, elbows etc)
- Double stomp
- Ringpost figure four leglock


AERIAL
- Diving double stomp
- Corkscrew plancha (over the top rope on the run)
- Suicide dive
- Shiranui
- Moonsault double foot stomp
- Tornado DDT





SIGNATURE MOVES

- "Sawdust in the Blood" – Vertebreaker
- "Signal 25" – Surfboard Curbstomp
- "The Calling Card" – Scissored DDT
- Avalanche Spider Suplex (desperation- can be used through a table or onto tacks etc)


FINISHING MOVES

- "Original Sin" – Double Underhook Kickout DDT
- "Burning the Lot" – Cattle Mutilation


CHARACTER BACKGROUND

Amber Jaye Ryan has walked the road less traveled, unwilling to accept that life had to be a certain way based on her parents inability to co-exist, she left for life with the carnivals at 13 having been shuffled between foster homes for four years previously due to her mothers on again off again relationship with high functioning alcoholism.

It was a combination of self defense, a fanatical love for the wrestling art form and the desperate need of redemption and redefinition of her life that drew the redhead into the world of professional wrestling. From basic training in suntukan by a pair of traveling freaks to learning the wrestling craft from an anonymous wrestling legend under the guise of the masked man El Destructo- her path was far from clear cut and defined, having veered in every direction possible along the way and seeing the world through a unique filter.

Many suggested that the fiery redhead, working in every aspect she could of the carnival scene- though mostly spending her time with the wrestling side show, many quietly resigned themselves to the fact that she’d likely never see her 21st birthday let alone break through to the professional level.
Living so roughly and minimalistically, a perspective she maintains to this day, she surprised many by signing her first professional contract only months before her 20th birthday in 2008.
However things took a turn 4 years into her professional career when she was involved in a horrific car crash that left her DOA and clinically dead for almost half an hour.

To this day, injuries sustained in the crash of the emotional, mental and physical kind still haunt the now Distorted Angel- from the surgeries to her right shoulder and the emotional scars constantly torn open just beneath the surface by a past she can’t quite bury.
Despite it all, Amber has continued to build her career on a foundation of high profile violence, matches deemed career suicide before finding her way to the top of many promotions cards as a headline performer known for putting on a show- not for the crowds benefit but to prove to herself that she continues to belong.

Constantly evolving, while many still question her mental state and wonder just what it is she has left to fight for in a career studded with blood and gold.

CWF. GWR. OCW. CWR. Orion. Boardwalk. HKW. Carnage. HSW. 4CW.

A former champion and Hall of Famer with an irrepressible sarcasm and a total lack of fucks to give.
With a career based on survival and exceeding expectations it’s safe to say that the Distorted Angel is the snowball in hell that no one ever gave a chance to


PREVIOUS CHAMPIONSHIPS

CWF Impact Champion
CWF Tag Team Champion
Longest Reigning (and final) GWR Revolution Champion
OCW Tag Team Champion
OCW Western Champion
OCW Hardcore Champion
CWR Adamantine Champion
CWR World Champion
Orion Tag Team Champion
3x Boardwalk Anarchy Champion
2nd in EWC King Of The Cage 2016
Carnage World Champion
4CW Pride Champion
HSW Tag Team Champion


HANDLER INFORMATION

NAME: Jazz
AGE: 26
EXPERIENCE: About 8 years
PREFERRED METHOD OF CONTACT: Twitter or DM



« Last Edit: October 17, 2017, 10:02:23 AM by Amber Jaye »



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